When I die you\'ll know(5)
My mind died in a silo(7)
Mind died in silence(5)
Mined deep, hit nerves below (6)
Life is a silent Hall(6)
Is that light you see at the end? (8)
Chaotic dramatic syllables(9)
A letter to hell heaven sent (8)
Pain(1)
Shrivel(2)
Turntable(3)
Where is the pain? (4)
The pain is below(5)
Chaotic, dramatic (6)
For fuck sake, that\'s so tragic(7)
Scratch the itch then I stab it, hard(8)
Ecstatic? Lied at it, that\'s not it(9)
Painful, chemical. Harmful mental thought(10)
Ten, nine, eight(3)
That\'s 3 free syllables(6)
6? That\'s too free when two three, 1, 2, 3(10)
456765432(10)
10 just to get 2(5)
Half that you get five, get five, half alive. (10)
Double aint trouble when pain bubbles and bubbles and bubbles(15)
Triple that half alive and you get a life and half a life(15)
Ingenious multiplies, genes that might make genocides.(15)
Genies trapped eternal just to hide, lies greed feeds on the shy. (15)
One and a half ain\'t half more than you need (10)
Half a person is just unwanted bleed (10)
Agreed to heed not to push further than need (11)
One more might work but half on top of full is pain on learnt pain(15)
Again and again unnecessary pain and pain and pain
Repeat two and three? Too free yet again? (10)
10 brings the nine to divine suffer. (9)
9 brings the eight, a weight to all. (8)
8 to seven, sins lacking(7)
7 six, 666? (6)
6 to five, mind hive(5)
5 is four now(4)
4 set three(3)
3,2(2)
Two, one? (2)
Can\'t do one. (3)
Fuck you, do one! (4)
Can\'t bring it down one (5)
Only again up one(6)
Maybe up two if you can too (8)
Make it even again by upping two (10)
Set free three more just to be lucky, numbers aren\'t boss(13)
Stay here and dwell under this hell, a layer deeper down(14)
No need to count, Dracula sucks the need to bleed your brain out(15)
5 can rhyme it\'s fun to five cause five is half alive derived(15)
If half a life is fun then strive to add a half to full and make your life more whole(15)
10 to 5, 4:55, 4 add 5 add 5 is fourteen plus one is three fives(20)
Remove the five cause twenty has plenty down to fifteen, life. (15)
My life at five was triple times better than now at fifteen(15)
But now my life it has survived, from 5 to 5 with a one. (15)
One before the five, I was always before the five, that one(15)
Roman antique IV, romantic life free, from this I plee. (15)
Am I free, this real or scene, am I ghost or seen, host to scenes(15)
Live life like Plasticine, plane strife target me, I make a scene(15)
Only fifteen, 555 not yet devil but soon will be(15)
Got many more years three, three years \'till free, 18 life as luxury seen(18)
Propaganda is scandalous, make life hell just \'cause you can\'t handle us. (18)
Live life to love you, more like lose our lives to prove to your mess(15)
Suicide is painfullless, can\'t you see why we can\'t decide to be nothingless(20)
Nothing less, my life with my best one on top, twenty is plenty of pain and pills and empty hates and hills to climb and fall and tumble all of eternal gruel is so damn cruel but what\'s it for when you make it to the end just to hit a wall, life lasts only so long then you fall, a black wall of nothing, less, eternal nothingless nothing, less, a hole of eternal suffering, less, a world of pain that\'s buffering, on and off in chaotic dramatic pragmatics, ecstatic to be sick, pain is not pain when pain is hidden for so long that it feels sick to feel hurt like it\'s dirt, soil to grow a tree, but a cactus, spiky and useless, leaves shrivelled up like your soul has given up and your roots don\'t feel right when it\'s sand and not soil and it\'s sun but not light, in this world of bright good, none of it is truly great only hate and just fake compliments to shelter the real and make them fake, fuck the snake you ate the Apple too late, and now Eden is breeding hate, a plate bait to en-trance you in a jail of a state of still and Ill till nothing but still is put upon your will and soul is nil when the score is just sore and broken cracks through heart, you fell down the hill, to the other side, not a brighter side, just a sunnier one, and sun can still breed hate, warmth can burn and turn evil into cancerous tumour to rumour your death up in illness not light, too bright to put spite in the light, for this world isn\'t right but we all see the light and assume it is right. (333)
We all see the light(5)
And assume it is right. (6)